Are You My Mother?

Yes. Yes, I am.

I knew that, mama, I was just checking.


You are not a hen. You are not a dog. You are not a boat. You are not a snort. You are Ant!

A Concerned Look

Micah W. says this pic of his pup Iggy is the definition of “puppy dog eyes”.

Where’s Boo?

I know Boo is here somewhere. Boo? Why, oh why, do I have so many stuffed Pomeranian toys?


Chief Sister Officer has brought this excellent Boo pic to our attention.

I’m Otter My Mind!

I otter get my eyes checked, because I cannot believe this pup from the Virginia Aquarium and Marine Center is real.


Leah P. says to visit the blog, You Otter Know, so you can enter the contest to name this little pup.

Blissed Out

Bliss can be hard to come by. Here are some tips to finding yours.

1. Get a 10 minute belly rubbing session with a friend and enjoy the lasting euphoria.


2. Get all comfy cozy on a rainy day and have a luxurious nap.


2a. Be at the bottom of the sleep pile; it’s quite pleasurable.
3. Find someone you love and give ‘em a snorgle.


Michelle F., Ant and Carina G., we wish you more bliss than you can handle.

Some Things You Never Grow Too Old For

When I was just a baby, I loved crawling into my drawer.


I grew larger, but the drawer stayed the same size.


Oh, but that does not stop me from enjoying my drawer, or reliving my youth.


Morris the Welsh Corgi Pembroke has perfectly demonstrated the key to staying young – never act old. You’re a lucky guy, Paul S.

Possessive: Desirous Of Possessing, Especially Excessively So

This here box is just big enough for one puppy. And that pup is me. No room for you.
but im so CUTE!
It is a really nice box, I know.

i fit completely
Please back away from my box.

sleeping in the box
Hope you weren’t using that box, Kaha X.

I’d Like to Think Outside the Box…

but…

Lottie-in-a-Box!
the box…

Lottie-in-a-Box!
won’t let me!

Lottie-in-a-Box!
Dachhie in a boxie by CarlCarl!

Happy Birthday, JFK!

John F. Kennedy was a president, husband, father and man. Today, we are celebrating JFK the animal lover! He owned and loved many animals: Tom Kitten the cat, Zsa Zsa the rabbit, parakeets named Bluebell and Marybelle, hamsters named Debbie and Billie, a horse named Sardar, ponies named Macaroni, Tex and Leprechan, and dogs named Shannon, Wolf, Clipper, Charlie and Pushinka.

He loved his pets so much, President Kennedy was the first to request that his dogs meet the Presidential helicopter when it arrived at the White House.

Pushinka was a gift of peace from the Soviet Premier Nikita Krushchev. Pushinka was already famous for being a descendant of Strelka, one of the first dogs sent to space, now she was living it up at the White House. Pushinka was very good friends with Welsh terrier, Charlie.


Soon, they had four pups named Butterfly, White Tip, Blackie and Streaker.


Here are the Kennedys at Hyannis Port with Irish spaniel Shannon, Welsh terrier Charlie, German shepherd Clipper and the pups of Pushinka and Charlie.


A regular at the White House was a pony, and they called him Macaroni.


We salute you, JFK, for your animal-adoring ways!


Sources: Exotic Dogs, For the Love of the Dog Blog, Presidential Pets Museum, KC Pets and The Poodle (and dog) Blog .

Why So Sad?

I am not so sad. This is just the way my face looks.


You know how when some people aren’t smiling or when they are concentrating really hard, they look like they are mad or sad? I am kinda like that.


I get real excited sometimes and jump up and then crouch down into play bow. I mean, you can’t tell in these pictures, but I do.


I think you might be giving me a complex, because now I am starting to feel sad.


Oh No! It’s okay, little Sir Irving Tesla Paddington Baxter (real name), Judy has a nice bone for you and Lea S. is ready to take pictures of your happy face.

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